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Chapter 554: Beat the drums, march! (ask for monthly tickets)

Dou De's expression was solemn. This tall and stern-faced hero looked at the intelligence he had purchased from the Ghost Market and saw the many changes in the world, and he let out a sigh of relief.

He said slowly to Shan Xiong beside him: "Burying civilians alive is against the will of heaven. Compared with the Qin State we have seen, it is clear what the Ying State should do."

Shan Xiong still seemed a little unwilling, and said: "But, are we going to help the Emperor of Qin? With such a majestic body and heroic ambition, are we going to make wedding clothes for others?"

Dou De looked at his sworn brother and said, "It's not for the Emperor Qin."

"It's for the people of the world."

Shan Xiong could neither answer nor refute.

Dou De said: "After all, the people are hungry because of the heavy corvée, and will attack the government's granary, and the king will bury the people alive."

"It is still better for the king to distribute land to the people, teach them to read and learn martial arts, and reduce taxes and levies. He even does not build palaces. You should understand this, my brother."

Shan Xiong said: "But, what good will it do us to help the Emperor Qin at this moment?"

"It is better to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and when the snipe and the clam fight, you and I will benefit."

He looked at this brother who could be considered a python dragon in troubled times, and finally felt a little disappointed. He couldn't help but sighed:

"After all, you don't have these people in your eyes."

"People like you will never be a match for the Emperor Qin. Rather than letting the people suffer again for your own ambitions, why not help the Emperor Qin and wait until the world is at peace. Then you can roam the world like you did in the past. Wouldn't that be fun?"

"You and I are rising up, are we just for our own wealth and glory?!"

Dou De looked solemn and calm. This hero of the eighth heaven held his weapon in his hand, thinking of the majestic King Shenwu in the past, and led tens of thousands of oppressed "rebel" people to rush towards the distance.

But at this time, they discovered that the people were moving.

They migrated and fled, but most of them fled by water. They also saw many young and strong people who silently protected their families, left the core area of ​​Ying State and hid themselves.

Some young and strong men heard that Dou De and others were going to help the Emperor Qin, and their expressions changed. Finally, they asked to join them, saying:
"I don't know who your majesty is or who your majesty is, but the Qin people are living well enough that they won't let their father be buried alive."

Dou Deduai: "You are..."

The young man said numbly, "My father was captured and forced to dig a canal for the tyrant Jiang Yuan. His legs were stuck in the river for five or six hours a day in the summer. His lower body and legs were rotten and maggots grew."

"He died when he came back."

Dou De's face was filled with emotion.

The young man said, "After the new emperor came to power, he gave me compensation and distributed money to me, but I have the money but my father and grandfather are not back. At least when I was a child, I heard about the story of Qin Wuhou leading the people across the river. I want to avenge my father."

There are always brave people.

Dou De's expression was solemn. Just like the Wolf King had instructed him in the past, he leaned over and placed his hands on the young man's shoulders, saying, "You don't have martial arts skills, so you can't go into battle. But, you can protect your mother, or deliver food to Qin... Emperor Qin, their biggest problem is that they lack logistics and resources."

"The army of Ying State has occupied the main road."

"But I know that you people living here know the small roads. Although you can't get through the army, you can carry some food over there... and share it with them."

"Even if it means contributing a great deal to world peace!"

“Even if you are a hero in the world, you can’t fight a war if you are hungry.”

The young man was puzzled: "Is that all?"

Dou De said: "This is revenge."

He patted the young man on the shoulder, then stepped forward. Suddenly, he saw a group of elite soldiers rushing out from the front. The two sides almost had a battle, but the soldiers in front were wearing rough leather armor and their battle formations were strange, which was not the orthodox military style.

He took another closer look and recognized the man, so he withdrew his troops and said:
"But Prince Qi is thin?"

The man with the beard and hair wanted to fight to the death, but he was startled when he heard the words, and then he was overjoyed:

"It was really a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple."

"It's Brother Dou De."

Dou De was also overjoyed and said, "You haven't been killed by the army of that tyrant king!?"

Prince Bo of Qi replied, "It was a bit dangerous and I almost died, but I met Brother Bai Posuo and he came to my rescue. I was able to barely survive and hide in the mountains. I have a place to stay."

"Now Ben is just taking the brothers with him, one day at a time."

"I don't know how many days I can survive under Jiang Gao's regular army, but my brothers heard that the Qin Emperor and Ying State have started fighting. We think that if Ying State wins, we might be buried alive!"

"Instead of waiting to die, we might as well give it a try. If Emperor Qin wins, we brothers can go back to farming."

Prince Bo of Qi said quite straightforwardly: "We are just rough people."

"I don't understand the Qin Emperor's military strategies and good deeds."

"It's just a fight for survival."

Dou De sighed with emotion: "Being able to survive by following the Emperor of Qin is already considered the will of the people. Since my brothers have this idea, why don't we go along with them!" He originally thought that he was the only one with such a heroic heart, but his thoughts gradually faded.

Looking down from the sky.

Riots broke out in different areas throughout the country.

The land of Yan and Zhao is full of generous and tragic people!

You buried my brothers alive before, and now you recruit us, ha!

Everything is decided by you, the Emperor of Ying? !

Do you know what the hero is angry about?

Throughout the Ying State, there were heroes who rose up in rebellion, some of them were arrogant and domineering, while others attacked the Ying State's government treasury to steal food and weapons. There were also some who were the heroic men who were valued by the King of Shenwu in the past.

How can a man of his seven feet tall live in this world in vain?
Qi County Prince Bo, Meng Rang, Beihai Guo Fangyu, Qinghe Zhang Jincheng, Pingyuan Hao Xiaode, Hejian Geqian, Bohai Sun Xuanya, Zhao Po, Wu Badao, Bai Yusu, Meng Hai, Gao Shida...

There are so many heroes in the world.

Shan Xiong's face was solemn, and he finally realized that after the Qin Emperor pinned down the military gods and famous generals in front, more than one hero stood up - and these heroes, without hesitation, chose to head towards the direction of Zhenbei Pass.

Li Guanyi is the name of Yue Pengwu.

Everyone knows it.

What the people want.

The situation was surging in all directions, almost reaching an oversaturated state.

This kind of thing is like a dam being broken. The harder it was suppressed before, the more fierce the backlash would be. In just five or six days, smoke and fire were everywhere.

The Qin Emperor launched the attack but it only lasted about ten days.

It was as if the Great Ying State, which had a national destiny of 300 years, was directly pulled down from its position as a great power in the Central Plains, revealing many problems on its huge body. Jiang Gao remained silent for a long time and almost had to mobilize the second-line troops in the rear.

Armed with powerful weapons, they surrounded the "rebel troops" from behind.

Wei Yiwen said: "But, Your Majesty, many generals are leading their troops in the front to check and balance the Emperor Qin. If the troops in the rear are mobilized and leave, the defense power of each city will be weakened. If there is a special situation, I am afraid that the incident of the Wolf King will happen again."

Jiang Gao had a tired look on his face, and he said softly, "But it was already a bit difficult for General He Ruo to confront Yue Pengwu. If we let these chaotic troops pass, wouldn't it put more pressure on General He Ruo?"

"If General He Ruo had failed to stop Yue Pengwu..."

Jiang Gao's voice paused.

He did not continue.

However, Wei Yiwen and Jiang Cai were both able to realize the significance of the remaining words. This battle was the first large-scale multi-corps complex combat in history. If Qin Yulong's front line collapsed, those generals of the Eighth Heaven might not be able to be very effective on the battlefield.

However, Yue Pengwu defeated He Ruo and captured the tiger. He could march north to the Eastern Capital and attack Jiang Su from the rear. This was a variable that could directly influence the outcome of the battle and was the key to victory.

Wei Yiwen was not a general, but an old minister in the court.

For some reason, he felt a vague sense of fear and terror.

There was a feeling that my side was being controlled by Emperor Qin.

In a trance, it seemed as if there were silk threads spreading upwards on myself, Jiang Cai, and Jiang Gao. In a trance, I seemed to see the Qin Emperor in battle robe looking at me coldly.

He had a vague intuition that he could not follow the arrangements of the Emperor Qin.

But the trend is strong.

If we don't follow the King of Qin's arrangements, we will face a greater crisis.

This old minister had a feeling of helplessness and exhaustion. After the death of Chen Dingye, King Shenwu and Jiang Wanxiang, there was no one who could compare with the young Qin Emperor in terms of vigor and courage.

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly remembered whether things would be different if he had supported Jiang Gao from the beginning.

But Jiang Gao at that time did not have the determination he has now.

There is no choice in many things in this world.

Wei Yiwen just said softly:

"In accordance with... His Majesty's order."

The regular army of Ying State went out to fight against the "rebels" in all directions and the "rebel armies" in history, and many battles, both large and small, took place.

At this time, outside the Northern Territory.

The gentle and simple young man threw away the bamboo pole, touched his chin, and said:

"It's almost time."

Yuan Shitong and Xue Tianxing's expressions were slightly tense. Wen Qingyu said, "There are only about 80,000 combat soldiers here. Originally, they were not very useful, but now it's different."

"The situation in the world has changed. Ying State has too many domestic issues. They have mobilized other corps to intercept the rebels and suppress the people."

“So, the rear is empty.”

"At this time, the posture that Yingguo showed us was so good that we couldn't help but want to give them a knife."

Yuan Shitong and Xue Tianxing both understood the importance of their positions in an instant. All the divine generals were tied up, and the country of Ying was in chaos. A considerable number of armored second-line troops in the rear had to be transferred to suppress the angry and chaotic people.

This posture would make any general want to send troops to strike hard.

Unless it is Lu Youxian.

Lu Youxian might think this is a trap.

Then stack armor, build a city, and pass.

Xue Tianxing was somewhat worried, and said, "We are in the northern part of the country after all, and the roads are rough. Will we make it in time?"

The gentle and simple young man asked doubtfully:

"Didn't Jiang Yuan build roads and post stations?"

Xue Tianxing's expression froze: "Hmm.???"

He was unable to react for a moment.

Immediately, his pupils shrank slightly, and he realized what this gentleman was talking about. He was referring to the fact that Jiang Yuan wanted to attack the Taiping Army outside the Northern Territory Pass, so he mobilized a large number of manpower and civilians to build a road from the Central Plains of Ying State to the Northern Territory Pass.

Even the roads for transporting pearls were repaired.

And these things were all led by this gentleman.

Is everything calculated?

Xue Tianxing looked at the gentle, simple, very reliable and amiable young man in front of him, and felt a chill behind him. Yuan Shitong still didn't understand. Wen Qingyu said gently: "After all, the road is open to both sides."

"If they can attack us, we can also attack them smoothly."

"I also want to thank Jiang Yuan."

"He is truly a great 'good man', no less than Hou Zhongyu."

"He has made great contributions to us."

Xue Tianxing felt that this was the extreme of Mr. Wen Qingyu. Then the next day, he saw General Wen Qingyu gathering the army and said, "The shameless people of Ying State have cruelly oppressed the people and ignored our agreement and killed Master Li Xingyi."

"Master Li Xingyi has made great contributions to the world. Now that Ying State is in such a state, how can we not avenge Master Li Xingyi?! If we cannot avenge Master Li Xingyi, how can we face His Majesty the Emperor Qin again?!" Wen Qingyu wrote a manifesto to fight against the enemy.

The text is unadorned, fluent and magnificent. It uses the death of Li Xingyi to inspire the morale of the three armies. The army set out with high morale. It was not until this time that Xue Tianxing, who was considered a wise general among the twenty-four generals of Duke Taiping, finally understood all of Wen Qingyu's actions.

Everything that happened since he came here had a purpose.

Take one step and count three steps.

No step is wasted.

How could such a genius in the world achieve this?

However, this time, the man who had planned for himself the most actually went with the army. Yuan Shitong patted his chest and guaranteed that even if he died, he would protect Mr. Wen Qingyu and make him safe.

Xue Tianxing asked, "What are we going to do after we capture the city?"

Wen Qingyu said: "Of course, we must attack the place where the enemy must be saved."

Xue Tianxing's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he whispered: "The Eastern Capital of Ying State."

Wen Qingyu said: "Yes."

He said lightly: "I plan to burn it."

Xue Tianxing said: "Hmm...ah???" Even though he was a wise general, he couldn't keep his expression at this moment. He raised his head dully and looked at Wen Qingyu who seemed to be smiling. His mind went blank for a moment.

However, Yuan Shitong seemed to be very interested and was ready to try:
"it is good!"

"Sir, whatever you say is what I will do. I will prepare the kerosene right away!"

Xue Tianxing cursed: "Idiot, come back!"

"Sir, this matter is against the harmony of nature, please don't do this."

Wen Qingyu looked at him and laughed heartily: "Ahahaha, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously, I was just joking!"

Xue Tianxing reluctantly wiped the sweat off his face, looking at Wen Qingyu's warm, peaceful, sincere and reliable face. For a moment, he didn't know whether what this wise strategist, who was always thinking about himself, said was true or false.

Or in other words, how much is true and how much is false?

He's not really going to burn it, is he?!

No way..., right???
Xue Tianxing just changed the subject and said stiffly: "Sir, you have always been self-serving. Why are you willing to go to the battle in person today?"

Wen Qingyu was silent, and then said calmly: "People in the world do things for the world. Now that things have come to this, there is no turning back. To seek the world is to seek oneself. If there is no world, how can there be oneself?"

"At this point, I have no choice but to take on the responsibility."

"It's just a matter of entering the game with one's own body."

As soon as these words were spoken, the calmness and magnanimity in them made Yuan Shitong sigh in admiration, but it also made Xue Tianxing's heart ripple, and he thought of those Taiping Army comrades who had risked their lives to join the game, and his expression was filled with sorrow and indignation.

Soon, the scribe said casually:
"Please offer your head to the Emperor if you wish for peace."

Xue Tianxing's pupils contracted violently.

Wen Qingyu smiled, rode out on his horse, and the army set off. After two days, when they were about to enter the territory of Ying State, they saw a cavalry. The cavalrymen were all very tall, wearing heavy armor, holding weapons in their hands, and everyone had a solemn expression.

The three leaders of this elite cavalry moved forward.

One of them raised his hand and took off his hood. There was the sound of a hawk's cry in the sky. He stretched out his arm and let the strange bird in the sky fall down and landed on his arm. He had a head full of white hair, and there was a bow next to his warhorse.

One is a tall man with a brave and courageous spirit.

The tall man carried an extremely large box on his back and held a mixed iron Zen stick in his hand.

The other person was a man from another race who had not been on the battlefield for a long time. He was tall and had a solemn look on his face.

When Yuan Shitong and Xue Tianxing saw the two older men, their expressions suddenly changed and they were filled with a hint of ecstasy.

If Xue Tianxing could still control himself.

Yuan Shitong almost shouted out.

The old man looked at his two old friends, dismounted, and laughed loudly. The tall middle-aged man also landed on the ground, his battle robe rolled up, revealing his heavy and murderous black armor, like a steel beast. The man carrying the box put the box heavily on the ground. The three of them bowed to Wen Qingyu:

"Taiping Army, Wang Shunchen." "Taiping Army, Yan Xuanji." "Qilin Army, Ashina."

They said in unison: "We are here to help you on your majesty's orders!"

Wen Qingyu walked forward solemnly, supported the three people, and said:
"You three, please rise."

Xue Tianxing and Yuan Shitong looked at Wang Shunchen and Yan Xuanji with excitement.

They were almost the last remaining Taiping Army, and they were especially ecstatic when they saw Pang Shuiyun was there. When they became famous, they were still the same age as Wen Qingyu is today.

But later Duke Taiping died, and everyone scattered in all directions, and more than 20 years have passed.

At this moment of reunion, the eyes of these older generations were red, and they held each other's arms. They couldn't say a few words, but they were already choking with sobs. Pang Shuiyun wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "If someone sees us like this, won't we be laughed at?"

"Everyone, get up. Get up."

Yuan Shitong, Xue Tianxing asked: "How did you get here?"

Pang Shuiyun said: "My lord, you have been attacking the Ying Kingdom for more than ten days. Three days before your lord set out, we received the military order and came to the grassland with only a few of us. General Ashina was stationed here, and then we crossed the grassland to here."

"The Lord ordered us to wait for Mr. Wen Qingyu. If the situation changes, we will follow Mr. Wen Qingyu's strategy."

Yuan Shitong and Xue Tianxing finally understood.

These people have at least sixth-level martial arts skills. Half a month is enough for them to reach the grassland and then rush here with Ashina's army.

Yuan Shitong looked at the huge box next to Yan Xuanji and said:

"Brother Yan, what is this?"

Yan Xuanji said: "This is what the lord asked us to bring..."

Under the gaze of the crowd, he opened the box, and inside was a huge banner, with a silk base and cloud patterns, and on it were two bold and powerful characters:

【Peaceful】

However, if you look closely, the so-called ink-colored cloud patterns are actually just names, densely packed together.

Yuan Shitong's eyes widened when he saw this thing.

Yan Xuanji said: "Your Majesty found it in the treasury of the State of Chen. After Duke Dingli of Chen killed our lord, he did not burn our battle flag."

Yuan Shitong asked anxiously, "Let me see if my name is on it?"

He rummaged through a piece and suddenly burst into laughter.

He was only 43 years old then, and now he is already a 65-year-old warrior. However, he clapped his hands and laughed, as if he were a teenager, "Hahaha, I found mine. Zhuge Gong's is also here! And here, this is yours, Old Xue!"

"This serious one belongs to Gu Daohui."

"This crooked and twisted thing, made with chicken claws, belongs to the lord. Ahahahaha, it's ugly..."

Yuan Shitong laughed loudly, and as he laughed, his eyes turned red.

They are the only ones left of the old Taiping Army.

They wanted to laugh, but tears came first.

Yan Xuanji summoned the 80,000 Taiping troops here and solemnly held up the big flag. When the soldiers saw the flag reappear, Wen Qingyu felt for a moment that the momentum of this army was stagnant.

It is difficult to describe the feeling. It was as if the air was hit by a heavy hammer and the whole thing collapsed downwards. It was so depressing and solemn that it made people feel uneasy.

To be honest, Wen Qingyu did not actually regard this army as a front-line corps, let alone a top corps compared to the elite Qilin Guards of the Qilin Army and the Canglang Guards.

Because too much time has passed.

They may have once been the top legion galloping on this battlefield, but more than 20 years have passed. The hair of the soldiers of this Taiping Army, which has been dormant for 20 years, has turned gray.

Even when they followed Duke Taiping, they were only in their early twenties.

He is already in his forties now.

He is in his forties, often not well fed and not well dressed. Here outside the Northern Territory, he climbs on ice and sleeps in the snow. He looks much older than his actual age, with many white hair and wrinkles.

They are all veterans.

There was not a single young person among them, but at this moment, an indescribable feeling appeared in this group of old soldiers. Their pupils contracted, their bodies subconsciously straightened, their breathing became heavy, and then suddenly changed.

call--

suck!
In just a moment, the seventh prince Ashina suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

It was as if the 80,000 veterans before their eyes had suddenly transformed into a whole, like a ferocious beast that had been sleeping for more than 20 years, opening its eyes again, gnashing its teeth and sucking blood.

Yan Xuanji was shocked, and the Taiping Army's flag fluttered.

Yan Xuanji took a deep breath.

He looked ahead, and the famous general, who was no longer young, exhaled, using up all his courage, determination, and passion in his life, and said angrily:
"Where is the Taiping Army!!!"

boom! !

The 80,000 remaining Taiping Army soldiers moved forward half a step in unison.

In unison, they raised their arms and tapped their chests.

They responded in unison, as if shaking the heavens and the earth, saying:

"exist!"

The military soul awakened, and in an instant the murderous aura turned almost into ink-black and soared into the sky.

Their hair was gray, and their battle robes had long faded, but they still stood straight, as if they were still the same as before, and they still wore brand new battle robes.

It was as if under the fluttering flag, the man was standing there, looking at them with a smile.

No more words.

Then, he seemed to reach out and grab his cloak, turned around and clenched his fist.

Take a long walk.

Yan Xuanji's eyes were red, and he shouted angrily: "Commendants, the Taiping Army's long-cherished wish is to be fulfilled this time. In order to achieve our lord's ambition and for our wishes back then, you all hold up your weapons."

"Taiping Army, beat the drums!!"

"March!!!"

The thunderous drums of war sounded again.

At this moment, this army that still exists in the past has finally arrived in the present. They raised the flag of the Taiping Army, and the ancient battle flag rolled in the air.

Ashina's pupils contracted violently as he watched this army pass by in front of him. He witnessed the Taiping Army with his own eyes over a period of more than twenty years.

Once again, we have come to this era!

The fourth year of Emperor Qin Shi Huang's reign, early summer of July.

It was seventeen days after Emperor Qin conquered Ying and twenty-two years after Duke Taiping died.

The last Taiping Army, with their lonely ideals, embarked on the tide of the times.

The troops were fierce and fierce, defeating the enemies one after another and heading straight for the Eastern Capital.

Twenty-two years since I left the world!
Taiping Army

Step onto the battlefield.

Beat the drum.

March!

(End of this chapter)